NaNoWriMo leaves little time for other pursuits, but getting out of your head and into somebody else’s words for a few minutes can do wonders for your writing. At least, it’s been good for mine—especially when I’m steeped in something I’ve been working on for a long time. It’s so easy to fall into patterns and forget there are other things you can do with words. Anyway, here’s The Rose MacGregor Drinking and Admiration Society by T. Kingfisher. It’s a charming story that sets a common fairy trope on its head in the most delightful way. On a similar note, here’s Blessings … Continue reading Story break!
[Challenge: Write a horror story based on a bit of local paranormal history.] Another cat. Another drape of dew-sodden fur over a worn headstone, blood sticky on the granite. Hardened black drips of candle wax make a witch-ring about the grave. Another Halloween. I never understood the part about the cats. A real witch would never. Whatever it is they want from me, living cats draw ghosts aplenty; that poor carcass will only draw flies. I want to bury the wretched thing right now; I can touch things, if I want enough. But any activity on my part would only … Continue reading Becky’s Grave